If I Were Going

What should I tell her? She's going to ask If I ignore it It gets uncomfortable She'll want to argue about the past Still I think she believes me Every word I say I think I'm starting to believe it all myself Go ask the gentlemen Who play it but hate to pay And it don't bleed And it don't breathe It's locked its jaws And now it's swallowing It's in our heart It's in our heads It's in our love, baby It's in our bed It holds my arms down Sits upon my chest Waves its finger at me Every night and day And it don't rest And it don't breathe And it don't bleed It's locked its jaws And now it's swallowing It's all a lie It's nearly dead It's in our hope, baby It's in our bed